You blink, and start to ask Eirika if she’s serious. She cuts you off swiftly and without pause.

“Do it.”

You pause again.

“You aren’t nearly this reserved on the battlefield,” she comments. “It’s strange that I’m the one who holds back there, but have to be the one prompting you here.”

If it weren’t Eirika, you’d almost think that she’s taunting you. If not for the incident, you might think that she’s teasing you. Either way, the oddity of the comment spurs you into action. You tell her to pull your pants down. She pauses, but then strides forward and takes ahold of your breeches. You flinch slightly as her thumbs reach through your pants and wrap around the waistline of your underpants. With a fluid motion, she kneels, pulling both garments covering your privates to your ankles.

Eirika pauses here.

You would have paused as well, if your phallus hadn’t suddenly risen to attention. Your face flushes slightly while Eirika herself blushes and stares at it.

As you both wait for nothing, you have an idea. You quickly reason to yourself that if she has any real objections, she’ll cut you off anyway.

Eirika starts as you tell her to focus on your cock. She blinks once, twice… then turns her gaze onto it and gives it her full attention. You tell her to repeat after you, then start speaking in a low, soothing voice again.


“I’m feeling so calm again,” Eirika repeats, gaze fixed on your erect cock. “I feel myself filling with such warm, pleasant feelings. I want more of them.”

“I remember what you told me last time,” she murmurs. “I remember what it’s like to fall into a trance. I want to fall into a trance.”

You notice her eyelids already starting to close, and you realize that she’s dropping into trance much more quickly than before. You decide to accelerate the process.

“I will feel the calm spread through my entire body and mind again,” the princess listlessly repeats after you. “As you count from five to zero, I will slowly drop back into trance, and then I will follow your orders.”

“Five…”

“Four…”

“Three…”

“Two…”

“One…”

As you murmur the final number, Eirika’s eyes close and her head tilts forward. You remember - at the last second - that nothing is keeping her steady, and you grab her by the shoulders to prevent her from falling. You properly clothe yourself again, then move to seat her against the wall alongside your cot, just like the previous time, all while you briefly consider the sheer absurdity of hypnotizing somebody with your dick.

You pause again as you look at her slumped against the wall, but reason to yourself that she said that she wanted this. Your cock is still as ready as ever, but now you’re unsure. You speak to her again, ordering her to answer your questions truthfully.

First, you start by asking if she was still angry at you, cringing as you do so.

“Absolutely,” she murmurs back, eyes still closed and head still slumped forward. “I’m very upset and shocked that you’d do such a thing to me.”

You’re disheartened, but continue with the next question.

“I wish that you hadn’t done what you did to me” comes the response, spoken in a voice that is paradoxically both sleepy and lucid.

You ask your next question. Her answer surprises you.

“I do not wish for you to undo this.”

You pause, then ask her why. A small, dreamy smile turns her lips upwards as she responds.

“I’ve been this way for a week, and I haven’t been able to get these feelings out of my head in neither wakefulness nor sleep. I need this sensation.”

The sheer, unadulterated lust in her voice both arouses and unnerves you. You lick your lips before asking her what she wants.”

“I want you to make love to me, at every opportunity possible. Regardless of what must be done, I must sate this desire as regularly as possible, and you must be the one to sate it.”

You consider what she’s said, then make a swift decision. You direct her to repeat what you say again, before issuing orders.

“I can feel the warm, aroused, pleasant sensation,” Eirika repeats. “I feel it as it occupies my entire body and mind.”

You speak again. “Now I feel it…” Her eyebrows furrow as her expression becomes a slight frown. She stop speaking.

You blink, then feel a jolt of panic. You repeat what you said.

She starts repeating it. “Now I feel it…”

But she falls silent again.

You try a third time, trying to put as much force as you can into your voice.

She starts speaking again, her murmur becoming strained. “Now I feel it re… reced-“

You prompt her one last time.

“No.”

You start as her head snaps up and her eyes open as she fixes you with a glare. She speaks by herself. “I refuse this order, Summoner. I will not have these feelings removed, even if you wish for them to be.”

You start stammering your reasons, but she cuts you off. “I do not care whether or not you think that this beneath me, or if you wanted to make amends, or if you’re sorry that…” She pauses as she tries recounting your last comment. “…sorry that you… just wished to ‘get your dick wet on a Tuesday’. I don’t care for any of that.” She pauses. “I am grateful that you at least seem to have regretted your actions and sought to rectify them. But I cannot allow this.”

She leans forward, forcing you to look directly at her. “You can’t just make problems go away by wishing that they would go, and you cannot just fix everything with good intentions. You will take responsibility for this. This is how I am now, because of you, and I expect you to answer for it. Am I understood?”

You nod silently. She gestures at your breeches. “And for Latona’s sake, take those back off, unless you want me to do it for you. You won’t be needing them in a bit.”

You nod again, then quickly take strip yourself as she waits. Then you instruct her to lie on the cot. She does so, then looks you directly in the eye. “I will do just as you say. Give your orders.”

You don’t pause this time. You tell her to fall back into trance. Her frown disappears as her face relaxes completely in an instant. This time, her eyes remain open, only occasionally close as she blinks. But her gaze remains fixed on the ceiling, void on consciousness or thought.

You quickly get down and reach beneath her skirt again. Once you’ve ascertained that you’ve taken ahold of her panties, you pull them down her legs. Positioning yourself above her, hands on either side of her arms, you arch your back, then lower your groin to stay parallel with hers. Maintaining your balance, you use one hand to flip up her skirt and expose her sex. You position yourself once more, pause one last time, then drive yourself forward.

You gasp as your cock plunges right into her twat. You stew in the pleasure of the feeling for a few seconds, but then you take control again. You lean forward and tell her to kiss you. She immediately obeys, craning her neck upwards to press your lips to hers. Her arms wrap around you as she deepens the kiss, and it’s all you can do to keep your hands planted on the ground beneath you to stay rooted.

As you continue deeply kissing each other, you start bucking your hips and thrusting deeply into her. Your penis is undeniably pleasured; as the warm, wet walls of her sweet honey pot surged and receded against it, you felt the most intense, warm, maddening sense of pleasure surging through your body and mind. Eirika was not unaffected, either; entranced as she was, she involuntarily ended the kiss to fall back against the cot and moaned in sheer ecstasy. The sight of her face - mouth gaping, eyes rolled back - and the sound of her moan - high, sweet, and positively lustful - drives you onward as you continue thrusting.

Eventually, the pleasure consumes you and the intercourse reaches its climax. Your vision pulses and your mind goes white as you and Eirika both orgasm and your semen surges straight out of you and straight into her.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

As you lie on top of her, eyes closed and breathless, you quietly whisper for her to awaken.

It’s a while before she says anything, so you’re about to ask her again when her voice right against your ear tiredly speaks.

“I feel wonderful.”

You grin.

“I would feel even more wonderful if you removed your weight from me. A woman of ‘Odin-tier’ Strength might be crushed beneath the girth of a man should he lay atop her for too long.”

You mutter an apology as you quickly lift yourself, move a little to the left, and flop onto the ground next to her.

“Thank you.”

You both lie there for a while, cloaked by silence and afterglow. Then you turn your head to her and ask her if she still doesn’t want you to remove her reliance on you.

She shakes her head. “Absolutely not.” She smiles. “It was a dishonest maneuver, yes. However, now that I am in this circumstance, I don’t find it so bad. I could… I could live for this. I don’t expect those feelings that have been consuming me to stay away for long, if their returns after my own attempts to relieve myself are any indication, so you had better get used to this.”

You decide to get cheeky and ask her for a kiss. She shakes her head. “I don’t think so right now. Don’t have any illusions as to my harboring romantic feelings for you, Summoner. This is a physical affair, and a physical affair only.”

You tilt your head in acknowledgement. She makes a fair point.

But then she speaks again.

“But win my heart over as well as you’ve won my body and mind over, then perhaps you can have that, too.”

You blink, then raise your face upwards. It’s something to think about, at least.